Carpe DiemA Poem by G. K. BosticWritten for the Day 7 NaPoWriMo promptI hear the forsythia sing its yellow song.
I weep with the willow in its birth.
Spring cuts a path in my memory
To another time,
To another place..
Running outside with
Francine by my side..
To years of green beginnings
With the promises they bring,
Sweet smell of apricots and mangoes,
Aspargus in chantilly lace
Soft music for the eyes.
Why must we wait so long
For this day to arrive?
Carpe Diem...
Let your heart soar!
gkb - 4/7/11 © 2011 G. K. BosticAuthor's Note
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Added on April 7, 2011Last Updated on April 7, 2011 AuthorG. K. BosticPAAboutRetired Special Education Teacher & Supervisor, Writer of poetry and Nanowrimo novel, wife, mother, grandmother, and lover of country. I can be found at www.gkbostic.com Update: Since I wrote this .. more..Writing
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